The Seasonal Construct Cup

April Prompt #17

As the leaves change
from dull to fresh
Like a music box dancer
that's spinning in circles
Inside I change
as does the seasons
Freshening and anew
fragile like glass
I see that the season brings birth
birth of babies
Birth of self proclamation
finding new beginnings
Opening new doors
The leave turn dark to lighter
invoking life within
The brighter that the leaves become
the happier that I am
Making me feel free and pure
a season to change with
It is no fantasy
for I feel it inside
I am like those leaves
changing from dark to bright
A new start at new things
and I am making it mine